Prison of Faith


You loved and be loved
to love that does not love

You wheep your strenghth
to swallow your tears.

Deaths cupid shoots beats
like rythms of drums.

you lay drunk and bleak
of a love that never comes.

You bleed for the chemistry
the memories never fade.

in a true heart theres love
until you give it away.

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